Vibes XI

BRRRR BRRRR X3 [PROD @DIEPERRY]

HAHA FT ISSBROKIE! [PROD @DIEPERRY]

Stu Sesh/EGO FRIENDLY (Prod. FONYWALLACE)

No outlet

87666 (BUCKX2)

R3DC4R

I cant seem to recall
What unfolded last night
But I woke on the floor
Blurry lines in my sight

I burn all that I touch
Tend to push away help
Everyday is the same
My eyelids starting to melt

Ive been floating through life
Long as I can think back
Growing cold as I age
Ive fallen into the trap

I hate the way that I think
I hate the way I react
I cannot change what I am
This is the final act

How do you know
How do you know who I am
I stay at home
You wanna go, you’re frightened
Seconds drip by
Seconds drip down the walls
Live in the night
Sleep through the day, I’m false

Cant identify anything I feel
When I close my eyes I see the red spill
Always feeling like theres someone onto me
Maybe all this paranoia sets me free
Cant identify anything I feel
When I close my eyes I see the red spill
Always feeling like theres someone onto me
Maybe all this paranoia sets me free

How do you know
How do you know who I am
I stay at home
You wanna go, you’re frightened
Seconds drip by
Seconds drip down the walls
Live in the night
Sleep through the day, I’m false
How do you know
How do you know who I am
I stay at home
You wanna go, you’re frightened
Seconds drip by
Seconds drip down the walls
Live in the night
Sleep through the day, I’m false

AMERICAN PSYCHO (PROD. SXZU/YAUX)

$upreme X Dan I Hope U Don't Mind

btw if songs on my archive do well i end up dropping them

lil god dan x $upreme - i hope u don't mind (archive)

How To Love Your Self (Prod. M3)

Lyrics:

(hook)
intimidated by my essence
bitch i swing when i step like it’s tekken
no recollection of me when i step in 
fuck MK raiden , im the god of tempest 
not in the klan but i slide with a hood
only come out at night like my first name was suge
you tryna match with me, like bro, really, whats good
the things i can do are thing you never could

(verse)
kami on top, these little cuddys beneath me
laughing my way to the bank bitch i’m cheif keef
brand new thot every week tryna eat me
internet talking don’t work, choppa delete
to make sure you dead , ima follow the paramedics
lil bitch i’m giving you permanent anesthetics
these lil weirdo rappers are an epidemic
you just fucked in the head, boy it’s not aesthetic
rip to shani you memory will live with me
made me stronger, the days that i was feeling weak
ima make sure that koda knows his dads a goat
and make sure those that speak on you end up deceased 
yea my choppa must have a PHD cus like a doctor, bullets give ‘em a check up
i put her name in my phone as professor xavier cus she only good from the neck up

(hook)
intimidated by my essence
bitch i swing when i step like it’s tekken
no recollection of me when i step in 
fuck MK raiden , im the god of tempest 
not in the klan but i slide with a hood
only come out at night like my first name was suge
you tryna match with me, like bro, really, whats good
the things i can do are thing you never could

(verse)
Tic-tac choppa go through ya' toe
if you fucking with my crew , im sliding on yo block with pope
oh no, fuck it im ready to go 
ima put this fucking glock 19, gen 5 right in yo throat 
boy yo musics that shit that no one likes
ima turn yo fucking block to columbine
is this really what you want, you can’t rewind
and once again it’s rest in peace shanikai

iNTiMiDATiON w/ SHANIKAI

JENX2 - IM DONE THINKING (BUCKX2)

Barrio Jamz Vol. 1

Here I Come (U Ain't Ready!) (Remixes)

Here I Come (U Ain't Ready!) (Quiet Storm Mix)

pt 1 prod. landfill 
pt 2 prod. solsa

prod. landfill

Ima rob the next old lady that look at me like I'm finna
I was the kid that died
Picking up pieces I planned it I jammed it inside
Fuck an og 
this beat was made for me
Got em runnin off
Witout no feet
I got jumped by a group of amputees
Spider gang finna trample like a stampede
No cap on my scalp, no bowler hat
Don’t move wit no jokes, already told em that
I be big blastin in a spider tank
I need mo ammo where da mortars at
Y’all record the past, I make big blasts I’m outsourcin that
I be sellin more while y’all tellin more
You a corp of rats, I am so bored of that

I’m gon punch in I know somethin that you don’t, winged boy broke
Hoes
Dust him with low effort, leave em souls severed, I ain’t gotta post
Those
Flex bullshit, no rent holdin
Gon up poles n blow wit no control
Collect most of the best tokens
Ain’t pressed, hoping for the best
Slow it all down

Down

I set the earth on fire where the sun don’t shine x4
Send em all down

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prod. solsa

popcorn up inside my lungs
I’ve had enough

Y’all got plug but no power
...
Y’all got high but no time
...

I’m onna trunk smokin animals
Please do not pick up a camera
When I eat a sandwich
can’t micromanage em
Lookin like lights in my eyes I don’t wanna die
I tend to burn inside but I ain’t permafried
I did acid at least 20 times by now
Cryin my eyes out
I don’t like no one outside now
I keep it tight
Where it doesn’t get bright
And we fightin to find out
What’s the move
8 leggers really comin thru
Pummel you

Bust a move, the luck is brutal
Touch, in tune, for cups of soup
What’s the move

Huh... You tell me, who else sees, first to breathe and first to speak
Watch me screamin as I please, as I was raised, I’m of the breed, uncomfortably

. . everybody fiendin for uniqueness
they think I don’t see them, I defeat. This.
egos be inflated for no reason
me owe shit to thee I don’t believe. It.

You won’t do it it’s impossible
...
Take a risk and get illogical
...
Solsa beats sound like some pots and bowls
...
Spider gang, your homies not as bold
...
I’m in trash x3
I’m in the dumpster
I’m finna bump my own shit
To sleep
I’m finna love what I writ
You sleep
You is a crackhead
You tweak
You in the past tense 
You weak
You can get better 
Just try
You better live ‘fore
You die

I don’t wanna rap

she sells sea shells, send it for retail
he sells details, peddle a piece, fail
breathe tales, we sell, stealin a weed scale
prevail, machina, joke stale, stoppin us 
we die, defy, everyone denied
these guys treat life sweet as a creampie
need time, keep bright, I cannot see right
be blind, breathe my semen, don’t read my lyrics

Do it for emotion I don’t do it for appearance 
I don’t need nobody clearance, I’m a spirit
I can phase thru walls
Want a fade, who brawl
What a waste, you stall
It’ll break you all
Pick another poison, don’t gotta pretend you hear it
I need everybody’s spirits, it’s a currency in lothric
Y’all gon make my cock spit
Seminally toxic
If I gotta mock them
Open up my logic

Pickle and peddle you sick you and you settle for less than a head
And an arm and a leg, ain’t as far as you think
Lost in a purpose and poppin for certain you coppin a verse and you droppin a burden cause y’all get carried
Battle for style, you rap for a title, I rap to revive, you cappin to rivals, you shat on the tile
Sparing and tall, you scary and small, you buried it all, preparing to scald, too wary to fall

SCORCHER (PROD. LANDFILL/SOLSA)

LYRICS:
do this this for the last time
feels like jumping out a jet plane
yea im sky scraper falling
bout to fall on my head for the very first time again

i feel like
summer starts tonight

you were a song to me
you were a song to me
you were a song to me
you were a song to me

take me now
my way to my escape
im breaking out

i've been lied to, lied to 
never believed in and no one ever gave a fuck
lied to
nothing and no one

you were a song to me
you were a song to me
you were a song to me
you were a song to me

never ever land
sing at every sand
wont u hold my hand
always forever now
try not to cry but its over now
its over now
i said save

save me now
losing my head
losing my head

Streaming platforms

SUMMER STARTS TONIGHT (Prod. VIBEY)

187 how I kill every beat,
only take the reefer out my mouth to spit up on yo feet,
its disrespect to you and everyone you know,
put my thumbs up on yo eyelids then i push em through yo skill,
787 t7 finna blow got them crisp 808 sounds you know that he my boy,
drive by fast leavin rubber on the road we gotta zip inside the trunk but motha fuckas dont want smoke,
YA DIGGG,
ugh,
SUCK MY FUGGIN DICK,
you just rapping about rapping motha fuckas cannot spit,
im exposing every bracket every time I fuckin spit,
and i know that you be mad that you be salty cause ima white kid,
UGH YUH,
I HOLD NOTHING BACK I GOTTA PROBLEM WITH YOU FAGGOTS ALL YOU MOTHA FUCKAS WHACK,
you never felt pain,
you actin real sad but you never felt pain,
you only fuckin hard cause you motha fuckin gay,
you pretending that you crazy cause you think this is a game,
I feel this everyday,
enigma is my brain,
it fills me up with hate,
it fills me up with rage,
everyday the fuckin same,
anxiety dont feel safe,
every motha fuckin person on this earth is fuckin fake,
how many times do i gotta fuckin say,
this whole generation chasing names and the fame.

HOLD NOTHING BACK

HOLD NOTHING BACK (PROD. 787) IG: @triple777__

I'm Weird
(Formerly known as LAC)

@karmamob

My server https://discord.gg/YNMR4NGU9T

How To Love Your Self (Prod. M3)

Cacity (@cacitym3)

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